Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Warrior Series by
award winning author Rebecca Royce - Initiation, Driven, Subversive,
Redemption, and Justice - all in one place.

Rachel Clancy was born
to fight the monsters that go bump in the night. In a post-apocalyptic world,
she and her fellow Warriors are all that stand between what is left of humanity
and the monsters who stalk them. Her destiny seems written--fight or die. Until
one fateful trip Upwards changes everything. Follow the story as one sixteen
year old girl changes the course for human kind forever.

INITIATION

Initiation is the story
of sixteen year old Rachel Clancy, born with a specific set of genes that let
her fight monsters, she has trained her entire life to kill Vampires and
Werewolves. Knowing since birth what her destiny would be has not made the
onslaught of emotions she faces as she journey Upwards any easier. It doesn’t
help that her father is drunk and her best friend just doesn’t get ‘it.’

Rachel isn’t prepared
for the level of deception she faces, and before long she will find herself on
a quest she is in no way prepared to handle. What happens next will alter not
only Rachel’s life but the lives of everyone she knows. She will learn beyond a
shadow of a doubt that sometimes the monsters we know are worse than the ones
we don’t and that love can surprise us when it comes from somewhere we never
anticipated it.

If she lives, she will
be a Warrior. If she doesn’t, no one will ever remember her name.

DRIVEN

When Rachel Clancy
turned sixteen, she inadvertently changed the lives of everyone around her.
Now, six months later she has to figure out how to live with what has happened.

Sent back into the
wilderness—this time with a new love—she will find herself face-to-face with
two people she never thought to see again: the boy she thought she loved and
the man who wanted to destroy her since birth. If Rachel can learn what drives
her forward, there may be a chance for everyone to start again. If she fails,
all is lost.

SUBVERSIVE

Rachel Clancy has been
through a lot. With a mission to fight vampires, while losing two
boyfriends—one to a vampire and one because of his daddy issues—she is in
charge of a secret revolution that could change Genesis, her home, forever. Her
confidence is shot, her hands are shaking, and she hasn’t felt a real emotion,
except for anger, in a long time.

But Rachel should never
be counted out. She sees things others can’t, even if her ideas are considered
downright traitorous. The life destined for Rachel is to lead in the world,
filled with vampires and werewolves instead of romance and flowers—always forced
to fight to stay alive and vanquish any threat to her friends and family. But
no matter how many times she’s won, the evil that has stalked her never forgets
her name….

REDEMPTION

Rachel Clancy made a
decision to erase herself from the lives of her friends and family. She did
this, she believes, to free herself up to make some hard decisions. Only to
realize out she was manipulated by a master into doing just what he wanted.
Now, she is alone with no one to turn to for help.

But fate isn't done with
Rachel. When she is thrust back into the path of her former people—who have no
idea who she is—she will find that life gives second chances. Will she gain
redemption? Or is it too late…?

JUSTICE

My name is Rachel
Clancy, and if you’re reading this, chances are I am dead. I have returned to
Genesis, my family and Chad. I think I might even be happy. But you know, happy
endings aren’t for everyone least of all me.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

The rumors of a Wakening creating triads instead of mated pairs
reached Caralisa months ago, but she doubts an undesirable record keeper
such as herself will be one of the ones called to power.

Bentley,
sees more than the bookish façade Caralisa hides behind. When dreams
tell him to wait, to resist the call to claim her, he realizes his
premonitions might be the key to his future happiness.

Jackson
fought against his fate, resisting destiny’s demand he accept a shared
mate. One hot and hurried encounter with Bentley changes his mind and
before he can second-guess his desires, he joins Bentley in the hunt to
seduce Caralisa.

As the three come together in a heated clash
of skin and a passionate tangle of limbs, they’ll discover all the
delights of a bond of three. And move their society one step closer to
salvation.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Lady Daffodil Davola grew up traveling Ren Faires with her
family. She’s not ashamed of living life off the grid, content with her world
and the bawdy band of misfits and wanderers who share it with her.She doesn’t seek the approval of the outside
world…not even from the one man who ever made her want something more.

Gregory Wilder grew up in a family obsessed with politics,
determined to become movers and shakers. He remembers a fluke visit to a
medieval faire and the girl he met once upon a time. After a messy divorce,
he’s determined to find her and see what if…

Assigned
to play King and Queen, they have to work together for Knight’s week, like it
or not, because Daffy’s father insists. Can they make it through a week without
killing each other, or will they end up falling Back In Time?

About the Author

Virginia Nelson believed them when they said, “Write what you
know.” Small town girl writing small town romance, her characters are as full
of flaws, misunderstandings, and flat out mistakes as Virginia herself. When
she’s is not writing or plotting to take over the world, she likes to hang out
with the greatest kids in history, play in the mud, drive far too fast, and
scream at inanimate objects. Virginia likes knights in rusted and dinged up
armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to
say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue. Her books are
full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude—not always in that order.

Montana Alpha Beaux Nelson believes in living his life the
way werewolves were meant to—as naturally and free as possible. He honors the
moon with every hunt and breath in his body. When he discovers his true mate is
the healer of another pack, he’s determined nothing will come between them—not
even her kidnapping. Pursuing her across the continent, Beaux will take any
risk to claim the woman meant for him…but surviving her rejection is another
matter.

Lake Fennell has never thrived as a healer should, her gift
acts out, she changes others without their permission and has failed to save
those precious to her. When she discovers Beaux may very well be her true mate,
she flees rather than face the possibility. In her haste, she falls into the
arms of the True Believers. Months of torture later, she can barely believe it
when she wakes to find herself with the one man she shouldn’t want and can
never have. In order to save them both, she must leave her true mate, knowing
she might not leave his heart in tact. But if she doesn’t do what she was born
to do everything will be lost…including the world she’s fought the hardest for.

Excerpt:

The moon shone over the land, illuminating the
night-drenched terrain before him as though it were daylight instead of minutes
past midnight. Beaux Nelson padded forward on four feet, his nose lifted to
sample the winter air. In his wolf form, he tasted all the flavors on the
breeze. The snow on the ground possessed a gentle sweetness, winter’s kiss not
yet disrupted by the pollution of humans. Undoubtedly, they would soon spoil
the purity of the season’s white blanket.

He scented the pine
trees, the fir, and the spruce, all tangled together on the wind. Their unique
aromas tickled his nose. Nearby, bats flew, whipping their wings on the wind as
they left their caverns. His ears picked up the whoosh of their passage as they
danced through the night.

Beaux raised his head
for a moment to smile at the moon in her fullness. He would need the blessing
of his creator to live through the night. More and more warmth flowed through
his body the longer he stared. The moon’s blessing coursed in his veins,
granting him the strength to do what needed to be done.

He would rescue his
mate.

At long last, Lake
would be free of her captors, and those who had harmed her would pay. Their
blood would flow through the caverns before the morning came.

The irony of the True
Believers bringing Lake—finally—to Montana, his home territory, hadn’t escaped
him. Beaux had followed her trail everywhere—Maine, where some local lone
wolves went above and beyond the call of duty when they spotted her by
attempting rescue at considerable personal cost. From there, her captors fled
across the country to California, where she lost her female-werewolf totem
necklace. It had been found by the Napa Valley’s Alpha after an attack by the
True Believers. From California, they angled south to the Gulf and the city of
New Orleans, where witnesses reported a woman matching her description actually
running down the street of Napoleon Avenue before being recaptured by men who
got out of a black van, wielding guns. The bold daylight attack had incensed
the local human authorities.

All the places they
took Lake, Beaux had found them—always one step behind, one day too slow. He growled,
baring his teeth at the cavern he would soon enter. If Lake’s brother had told
him of her kidnapping one day earlier, everything might have happened
differently.

Beaux was a tracker.
It had taken him longer to hunt down his mate than it had taken him to catch
any other prey. Locating Lake, rescuing her, and bringing her home was the most
important challenge of his life. He. Would. Not. Fail. Again.

He cocked his head to
the side, the signal to his pack it was time to move forward. He longed to howl,
to announce to the moon their battle had begun. But making any noise would tell
the humans inside of their arrival as well, and, since he trusted the moon
already knew his plans, he saw no reason to give away the imminent battle to
his enemies.

Silence remained
vital until he entered the cavern. The time for howling would come later, when
his mate stood at his side and his enemies lay defeated and destroyed.

He padded forward,
glancing at the moon one last time. Mother and Father Moon, she and he who guide
us, I ask for your blessings on our battle. I place my life and that of my pack
in

your hand. It will be
a glorious battle to do honor to your name and to reclaim the mate you have
gifted to me.

With one last
entreaty, he ran forward. His pack would be in place. Normally, on full moon
nights his pack embraced the night together, running, hunting, living as the
animal residing within them.

Tonight, his people
had to stay human in their minds while their bodies remained fur-covered. As
Alpha, it was his job to keep the pack from going fully animal. Whatever energy
he sent, his followers would behave accordingly.

Beaux trusted every
single one of them with him life. They had honored him when they decided to
give him the gift of serving them as a leader during his time here on earth.

They were his family
and had all gladly volunteered to lay down their lives for Lake, if it came to
it. He would do the same for any of them if they needed.

Pack fought for each
other. At least, his pack did.

He charged. Lewis and
Clark Caverns State Park featured a number of ancient caverns accessible for
tours for the public. The True Believers had brought his mate to one of the
caves not available for regular viewing. The cavern was remote, hard to get to,
and hidden away from all of the trails.

The secret nature of
the place worried him. What did they want to do with her here? He didn’t smell
lab equipment, which is what the other, more public places she had been held,
contained. Were they planning on killing her? Leaving her to die? Why here? Why
now? Why on his territory?

Answers would have to
wait. He tested the air, bringing her cinnamon and vanilla essence into the
forefront of his mind.

Once he caught her
scent, he never lost it. For the rest of his existence, he would always be able
to find her—especially in his own territory.

He doubted her
captors’ motivations included drawing him out. To do so would require awareness
of his existence. Lake never claimed him as her true mate. In fact, she’d drugged
him to get away before they could discuss it. Anything could happen under
torture. She might have told them about him. However, as a target for attack,
he didn’t warrant much attention from the True Believers.

Her brother would be,
in their view, a high profile kill.

Beaux growled. Maybe
he should let them have Cyrus. It would be fitting payback for the way Cyrus
neglected her safety.

Two men stood guard
at the entrance. He could smell the rank stink of gunpowder. Their weapons had
been recently fired. If Lake were hurt, he would hunt down the perpetrators’
families and eat them alive—sink his canines into their soft human flesh and
tear them into unrecognizable shreds.